Our Lives | WHEN EAST MARRIES WEST Sep 13, 2013

My day at the races

by Thomas Dillon

The surface of the coffee in my Starbucks cup begins its gentle dance, the signal to lift my head. No, this is not "Jurassic Park" and the vibration is not due to an approaching T-Rex. It's Takadanobaba and the train station quivers with the force ...